Mo Qingcheng gave a thumbs-up and exclaimed, "Guard Jia, you're awesome!"

"..." Jia Yidao chuckled sheepishly, "Lady Mo is too kind."

"Cough cough..." Mo Qingcheng almost choked to death on the steamed bun. She glared at Jia Yidao, gave Baili Mingyue a disgusted look, and stuffed the rest of the steamed buns into her hands: "Eat them for me."

Baili Mingyue: "..."

Jia Yidao, this guard is starving! Lady Mo is so mean.

Rock Sparrow slowly awoke, and upon seeing this heartbreaking scene, fainted again.

Jia Yidao: "..."

I'm starving! I need to find something to eat...

Outside the door, several constables looked at Jia Yidao with eyes that seemed to regard him as mentally challenged: "Guard Jia, are you stupid?"

"You... were infected by Lady Mo?" Jia Yidao was completely bewildered. Just as he was about to unleash his talkative side, he turned around and saw the constables scatter in all directions.

Are they stupid?

Mo Qingcheng, having eaten and drunk her fill, closed her eyes for a nap. Baili Mingyue was furious; "This young master is so cheeky, why did I have to come along and suffer?"

Being arrogant is a disease, and it needs to be cured!

Mo Qingcheng was stunned by Yun Lei's arrival. She waited so long that the day lilies had gone cold, but Yun Lei still hadn't shown up. A bad feeling rose in her heart.

This guy is unreliable; he always messes up at crucial moments. I really want to punch him. What should I do?

Yun Lei had no way to express his bitterness. He was fighting a bloody battle, and just when things seemed to be going well, a group of hanged ghosts suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Wrapped in a large white robe from head to toe, with long red ribbons flowing around him, he looked just like the White Impermanence, the god of death.

The Hanging Ghost Suicide Squad: for every one who falls, ten more rush forward. Yun Lei inwardly groaned, "Lady Mo, you've really screwed over this secret guard..."

As the sun set, Feng Yong, with his obese body and self-perceived charm, pushed open the door with a broad smile, then his eyes narrowed...

In the dim light, a slender woman was changing the dressing on the man on the bed. Feng Yong felt a lump in his throat: "What are you doing?"

"Lady Mo, how could you do this?" Jia Yidao arrived a step too late and, before even seeing the situation inside, began to complain, "You're really causing the master a lot of trouble..."

Feng Yong's face darkened, wishing he could turn around and kick Jia Yidao, that eyesore, away.

Mo Qingcheng's eyelids twitched. The silly guard who had returned home should be taken away quickly.

Baili Mingyue glanced at Feng Yong with cold, defiant eyes: "Magistrate Feng, are you deaf and blind?"

"You...how dare you! Believe me, if you spout nonsense again, the magistrate will lock you in the dungeon!" Jia Yidao stepped forward, protecting Feng Yong, and brandished his broadsword.

Mo Qingcheng tied the gauze into a pretty bow, a smile of interest playing on her lips: "Cousin, are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

"..." Surprise what? A hint of grievance flashed in Baili Mingyue's cold eyes, and she turned her face away arrogantly.

Mo Qingcheng: "..."

Was I rejected?

"Lady Mo, this magistrate has something to discuss with you..." Feng Yong suppressed the urge to vomit blood, his eyes darkening.

A hint of coldness flashed in Mo Qingcheng's beautiful eyes, which held a half-smile: "Alright..."

Jia Yidao, who was standing in front of Feng Yong, said, "Lady Mo, shouldn't you refuse... ah..."

Unable to bear it any longer, Feng Yong kicked Jia Yidao in the buttocks: "Are you bored?"

"..." Jia Yidao turned around, feeling wronged and incredibly frustrated, while the guards all wore expressions as if they were doing it for his own good.

Mo Qingcheng chuckled: "Guard Jia, the magistrate must be starving..."

"Oh, oh... You should have said so earlier. I'm just a little slow, but I'm not stupid... Mother once said..."

Jia Yidao, now a chatterbox, rambled on as he walked to the door, a strange glint flashing in his eyes as he turned back…